Me and Arthur/Joker.

I boldly say we look adorable as a couple.

Here’s link for you if you want to try it to.

Omg you all, do this! 🥰🤧

Here’s mine 🍭

Caught between warm skin

@will-you-be-there thank you sooo much for liking and reading my fanfics, it means a lot to me !!! And thaaaaanks for your wonderful request saying:

Hi!! I’m 24 y.o and I’m from Italy! I Just want to tell you that I love your stories about Arthur (I love him so badly😭)  could you please write something about the scene of Arthur in the fridge? maybe “x Reader” finds him in the fridge, they talk a bit and then…😏 let’s add some ice from the fridge too?😏 idk but I love your smut🙈 “

I just finished it and I really, really hope you like it :)

The moonlight was softly falling through the half opened window as you realized that something felt compleately wrong. Drowsy as you were it was hard to tell what it was, until your hand reached out, just to meet the still of the room. Now you knew what was missing. The warmth of Arthurs body beside you. The cosy sheets only held the warmth of your own body underneath them, which felt so wrong, just the thought of his warm skin missing from you  made you freeze with a cold that came right from the heart. “Artie?” you whispered into the room. It was pretty dark. The pale moonlight wasnt enough to be able to tell if he was still in the same room with you. But something told you that he wasnt. Everytime you shared one room with Arthur there was some kinda magic, the feeling of being home, of being at ease, like nothing in the world could ever hurt you.   “Darling?” No answer. You rubbed your eyes and decited to go to the living room to look after him. Arthur suffered from insomnia. So some nights it wasnt a surprise to find him  writing ior drawing in his diary, working on some jokes. There was no light burning in the rest of the apartment, which concerned you within seconds. Finding Arthur sitting in the dark was never a good sign. The though of him having one of his episodes again hit your heart like a bullet. Your finger searched for the light and you turned it on just to find an empty living room “Arthur, are you in the bathroom?” Of course. The bathroom. Why didnt that came to mind earlier. The bathroom door was half open. Arthur usually closed that door behind himself, so the chance that he was in there was very small. Your hands slowly pushed the door open “Artie?” . Nothing. Now your hands started to shake. Where could he be? Was he okay? Did he leave the house? Where would he go to in the middle of the night? Was he sleepwalking? As far as you knew Arthur wasnt a sleepwalker but who knew? You nervously checked the door. It was still locked so  he must have been still at home. You took a look at the kitchen. Nothing. If he would have been there you would have seen him from the living room. “Arthur where are you? Can you hear me?” you started to get scared. Was he about to prank you? Sometimes Arthur loved to do a good prank. But he never did it to scare you and never at night.  This was different. You just felt that something was wrong. And then, all of the sudden you heard a silent whimper coming from the kitchen. Which seemed impossible. You just checked in there. “Baby?” the  whimper was getting louder as you called out for him.  You walked right into the kitchen to find that the sound came from the fridge.  Now you noticed stuff from inside the fridge lying on the floor. Was it possible that…. You opened the door. “Arthur! Oh my god!” you put your hand on your mouth, shocked about what you found. Arthur sitting in there in his underwear, his tiney body shaking. His eyes swollen from crying so much, the dark circles under his beautiful stare much more intense than usual. “Arthur, what are you doing in there? Are you okay? Oh god,come here” you reached for him but he wasnt reacting. His eyes seemed to be unfocused, arms wrapped around his chest, like he tried to proctect himself from the cold. Your hand touched his cheek. His skin felt so cold to the touch. “Baby, please come out. You will catch a bad cold if you stay in there”. Arthur whimpered into his own arm again. He seemed slightly disoriented as you helped him out of there, gently pulling on his wrist, taking him into your arms as he collapsed to the floor. His face was now buried in the crook of your neck. His body shaking against yours felt like a little earthquake. He whimpered your name so quietly it was hard to hear. “Shhhttt baby, oh why would you do this to yourself?” . You tried to make sense out of this. Tried to understand what might have been on his mind to climb into the fridge. “I`m so sorry” not even yor hand petting his hair could stop him from sobbing. Thats when you knew this was bad.  Arthur crawled deeper into your arms as you both sat on the floor. The kitchen never seemed so dark before.  It kinda felt like the room was caving in on both of you. His wet cheeks stained your neck with salty tears. “Dont be sorry, darling” you whispered into his ear “You dont have to apologize to me.” Arthur looked up to you “I know I have to. Because….be-because I….scared you. ” he stuttered, while his hand was searching for yours. “I didnt meant to….scare you.” “I know you didnt, Arthur. But why the fridge? ” “I dont know…I dont remember….” he rubbed his dimples “Wait….now I do. I woke up and you were gone. I panicked. You were just…..gone. And I didnt knew what to do. ” he sqeezed your hand so tight it hurt “….I can`t handle you being gone”. Arthurs words didnt made sense to you. You never left your bed since you fell asleep in the afternoon. Not  even to used the bathdroom. “What do you mean I was gone?” He pressed his cold face against your chest “I woke up in bed alone. I was afraid you left me.” His words shocked you in any way. How could Arthur ever belive that you would leave him? “Arthur, baby, listen!” you took his face between your hands “I could never leave you. Ever. Not in this universe and not in any other. You hear me?” “But….” “No! Arthur. No! Never.” He nodded while tears ran down his sad eyed face. “You really think I would leave you alone? Or go outside the house without you in the middle of the night? I was right here with you. In bed. ” “I searched for you everywhere” he sobbed. “The bed was empty. The whole apartment was. I was.” Seeing him like that was a hard pill to swallow for you. “I was there all the time, Artie. I promise you this. Do you belive me?” Arthur wiped his tears away “I belive you. I know you wont lie to me. But if you were in bed all night….this means….I was…being delusional again?” You placed a gentle kiss on the spot where his cheeks remained wet from crying. “You may have, Artie. We know that this still happens from time to time. But it`s nothing you have to be ashamed of, okay? For how long have you been in there? "I dont know…. Not for long. Just some minutes I guess. You found me pretty fast. It was horrible Y/N. I paced around the apartment and looked everywhere for you but I couldnt find you. I started to feel like I`m having a fever. I felt like burning up and …I thought you had enough of me. I just wanted to…..disappear. ” “Thats why you climbed in there?” you asked him, while your hand ran softly through his hair. “I guess so” You pulled him as close as it was physically possible. “It`s okay, Arthur. Just know I will never leave you by youself. The times of you being lonely are over.” “I need you now” he said, swallowing the tears. “I´m here” “Yeah but….I mean….I need you now….” the intensivity of his eyes was back again. His glance was focused, looking right into yours, like he just found you again. His hand reached for  an ice cube lying on the ground. He watched it closely as it started to melt into the palm of his hands, almost like he was hypnotized by it and you asked yourself what might be gong on in his mind right now. Sometimes his mind was a mysterie. Even to himself. Especially to himself. Arthur placed the cube on your collarbone and let it slide across the line, watching the ice melting against your warm skin. He looked at you and you watched him witth curiousity.  The cooling sensation felt good on your skin. His touch was so gentle. Even if it wasnt his own hand touching you but the icecube. You could feel the gentleness of his hand leading it. Watching the drops running down your skin. “I always loved to watch ice melting on skin” he whispered “Its proof of how much warmth the human body radiates.” He placed an open mouth kiss right under your collarbone to kiss the cold drops away. Just like the ice you melted under his soft kiss. His mouth so tender yet so hungry for your taste. Just one touch of his lips was enough to make you grave a thousand more. He took another cube and let it slide across your neck. The cold made you twitch for a second but as it tenderly slit down your skin, it started to feel interesting. Arthur kissed your neck. The warmth of his tongue felt so good on your cool skin. You took a deep breath as he started to suck carefully. You touched his shoulders “Arthur, you`re still cold…” “I`m fine…” he said “….I just need you now….” he placed his lips right to your ear “I want you”. Goosebumps started to spread all over your arms. “I need the warmth of your body now…” “Arthur, I love you so much. ” “I love you more” “Thats impossible” Arthur took off your shirt. The ice cube sliding down your breasts, for him to lick away the traces of melted ice. His tongue was the softest touch you have ever experienced. “You taste so good” he muttered with his mouth pressed against your chest. “Put me on like your favourite sweater” you replied as he threw your shirt on the floor. You felt Arthurs body warming up again as he kissed you with all that was within him. His sweet tongue dancing with yours, eagerly trying to get more of your taste. More of you. You both stood up. He put his forehead against yours and smiled as his right hand was reaching for the bottom of your jeans.  You kissed the parts underneath his eyes which looked still swollen from crying. the salty taste of the thin skin made you feel warm and fuzzy inside. You wanted him. Even his sadness. You wanted to drink his tears like water. Arthurs hands  pulled your pants down. After all this time he was still getting nervous undressig you. After there was nothing left but your underwear you put your hands to his chest, letting them slide down his tummy, his belly button while you kneed down on him, licking across the bone of his V-line. Arthur was still shaking. Not from the cold anymore but from excitement. To him it was still the miracle of being loved and seen that made him shiver. He enjoyed your fingers slipping into his underwear, passing the waistband of his panties, making their way inside. The warmth continued to spread inside of his body as you started to gently rub his growing errection. Arthur tugged your hair between your ear so softly it made you smile. His gentleness never ceased to amaze you. “Hmmmm” he hummed quietly “ Your hand feels so good”. You pulled down his white panties, starting to place kisses  between his legs until he couldnt take it anymore. Your tongue softly licked over his most sensitive part while his breathing increased. He put his hands under your armpits to let you know he wanted you to come up. As much as he desired you to continue. He needed to kiss. The urge to kiss you until he couldnt breathe anymore was stronger than anythig else. And so he did. His kiss made your head spin. The sweet taste of his inner cheeks, the saliva covering your lips  and his hands around your waist made the rest of the world disappear. The only things existing in this world was him and you, in this kitchen, this small apartment in the middle of the night, your cocoon. The world was getting smaller and smaller ,until his lips and fingers represented the entire universe. Nothing else mattered anymore but his taste in your mouth. Arthur pushed you against the wall. A smirk crossing his lips while he made sure you wanted him,too. Of course you wanted him. He saw it in your eyes which searched for his like it was the only thing to hold on to. His glance. The glimmer in his iris. It was all for you and you alone. He slowly started to rub himself against you while his kisses got deeper . He was about to consume you whole and you would let him. Your mind begged him to. Please. Please Arthur. And for a minute you weren`t sure if you put it into words or if it was just a throught crossing your mind. Your hand reached between his legs, caressing him, tenderly yet intense, just the way he liked it. Arthur bit your lip “I`m sorry” he moaned into your mouth as he tasted a tiney drop of your blood. You answered with a harder kiss, which told him that this was more than okay with you. Arthur lifted you off the ground, your back still pressed against the wall. You wrapped your legs around his back, holding him in this special kinda embrace like your life depended on it. He kept moving his hips in a way which stimulated both of you up to a point when it became unbearable not to lock these two bodys inside of each other.

Being caught between warm skin.

Your fingers ran through his greasy hair. Every strain soaked with his irresistible scent, as he fucked you gently, whispering I love you`s in your ear, until you both climaxed. You both sat down on the kitchen floor. Trying to catch your breath. Hearts so heavy with love ,no cold or nightmare could ever make it lighter.

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Arthur & you having phone sex

Arthur and you are in a long distance realtionship and youre having phone sex

Your phone rang in the middle of the night. The first thought that came to mind is that there might be something wrong with Arthur. Was he having another episode again? Did he need your help?

Being in a long distance relationship with him was taking it`s toll on you. Not being able to just  go over to him anytime you felt like it was torture. You already planned to move in with him as soon as you found a new job in Gotham city. Until then you somehow had to make it work.

The days without him sometimes felt like years. Saturday often felt like lightyears away, when your heart kept yearning for his touch. And it was definitely worst at night. Everytime you woke from your dreams in which he was on your side, your hand automatically reached out for the other side of the bed, waiting to feel his sleepy body beneath you. Your heart broke anytime you realized he wasn`t there. It wasn`t saturday night- again.

Your nervous fingers reached for the phone, which was placed right bside your bed. Somehow it made you feel closer to him. Like he was just some inches away from hearing his sweet voice.

“Arthur?” you didnt even asked who was on the line. You knew it only could be him.

“Baby, sorry for waking you up” he muttered into the phone. His voice sleepy and tired.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah….I`m okay…I mean…no not really. I miss you so much Y/N.”

“I miss you,too, Artie!”

“I`m so sorry for calling you in the middle of the night…it`s just….missing you got bad. Real bad. I thought I was goinf crazy for a moment. It actually hurts.”

You rolled on your back “But you didnt hurt yourself again or anything?”

“Nahhh”

“Thank god, I was kinda worried when I heard the phone ring”.

He sounded guilty “I didnt wanted to scare you. I just needed to hear your voice….”

“I`m so glad you`re okay. And I`m glad you called. I was dreaming about you.”

“What did you dream about me?” his voice sounded kinda raspy from teh night.

You couldnt help but smile to yourself.  You actually dreamed about making love to him. should you admit that? Arthur would surely appriciate it.

“Um….well….I was having a very intense dream about you making love to me”

“Ahhhh” you heard him breathing out. For a moment there was silence “Sounds like adream I would like to share with you. Tell me about it.”

You held the phone even closer to your ear now, kinda like you were sharing a secret no one else should hear. Even if you knew you were home alone.

You giggled “We were just starting  to get it on really”

“That means I interrupted our alternate universe selfs from having sex with each other” he said “I feel even more sorry for calling now”.

“You mean my dreams actually take place in another dimension?”

His voice wasnt as sleepy anymore now “Well…I hope so. Our other selfs hopefully live together already and they can make love anytime they want to”.

You tugged your hair behind your ear “I would never stop if you were here with me”.

Arthurs voice became a whisper now “I bet our alternate selfs are having sex all the time.”

“They`re lucky” you replied.

“Yeah” he said “We`re in the wrong universe”.

Silence.

“I miss you baby. So much. I wish I could touch you right now.”

“How would you touch me?”

Arthurs voice lowered “I would touch your cheek and re-draw the lines of your lips with the tip of my finger”.

It was easy to imagin his gentle touch upon your face. Touch has a memory. You`ll never forget his fingertips discovering your body for the first time. His hands were pure magic. You never knew a man more gentle than him.

“I can feel it, Arthur”

“Yeah?”

“I do”

He smiled, which you couldnt see “I take your face between my hands and kiss you softly. And I taste you. All of you. ”

You closed your eyes, trying to imagin his lips on yours. The taste of cigs still lingering on the corner of his mouth, his tongue softly licking the inside of your lips whith his thumb tucked behind your ear.

“I can feel your spit filing my mouth, Arthur”

“I`m gently sucking your bottom lip Y/N. Can you feel it?”

“Yeah. You taste so good. Suck harder!”

“Okay….okay…I will. I`ll suck your lip. I`m biting it slightly. But I don`t wanna hurt you”

“You could never hurt me. Go on!”

Arthur ran his fingers through his hair “I`m kissing you passionately.  I just can`t get enough of your taste. You taste like heaven.  I need to get a taste of your whole body.”

“You can have all of me, Artie. You know that. I`m all yours. All you have to do is take me”.

“I will…… I will take you. You`re mine”

“Yours forever, Arthur. Pull me closer”

You noticed how his voice changed. He was getting turned on. Just like you.

“I pull you coser to my naked body. I feel you kissing my chest”

“I place kisses all over, showing you how much I love you.

"You`re love is all around me. I feel so loved Y/N. You truly see me as I am.You truly look at me. Like I am…someone.”

“You are my world, Arthur”

“Place your knee between my legs, please” he begged.

You imagined putting your knee between his naked legs.

“I`m putting pressure on it. Can you feel it?”

“I do. I`m rubbing myself against you” Arthur started to breathe differently.

You knew, you just knew he was lying on his couch right now, rubbing himself against one of his pillows, imagining it was you.

“Oh Arthur. I love that. I want you to rub yourself against me until you cum. ”

“No, I want to cum inside of you!”

“Even better, darling. Can you take it until then?”

“I don`t know…” Arthur pressed the cushions harder against his errection. It was your leg. Yor naked skin in his mind. He had a strong imagination.

“I kiss you hard while I am rubbing myself against you.”

“My finger is running through your hair. It`s so sweaty”

“I love it when you`re doing this”

“I know”

“I wanna smell your hair, Arthur”

He pushed his hips back and forth, hoping that Penny wouldnt leave the bedroom and find him humpig his couch.

“Bury your face in it then, like you used to when I fucked you”.

You imagined his curls covering your face while he was on top of you, kissing your collarbones.

“I`m getting so wet, Arthur. ”

“And I haven`t even started” you could actually see his smirk through the phone.

“What are you gonna do?”

“I`m gonny bury myself inside of you. So deep I will fill you up compleately”

Your hand  was wandering down your tummy, slipping right into your underwear. It was Arthurs hand. Arthurs hand on your clit. The gentle tips of his fingers moving in small circles.

“Ohhhh yeah. This sounds wonderful, Artie. Fill me up with all that is you.”

Arthur pressed the phone so close to his ear it almost hurt. He needed to hear your voice as clear as possible.

“Tell me how much you want me” he whimpered.

“I need you inside of me, Arthur. Otherwise I`m not compleate. I´m not myself without your skin on mine, your tongue inside my mouth. ”

Arthur fastened his movements, he pressed himself so hard against the couch, a quiet moan escaped his lips. He needed to stay quiet. Otherwise his mum would wake up. He tried to think of something he could tell he if she heard something. He would just go and tell her he watched a movie.

Penny disappeared from his mind again. There was only you and nothing but you.

He pulled his panties down his knees to wrap his hand around his errection.

“Arthur?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“Are you touching yourself right now?”

“Yes”

“Me too”

“I`m pushing myself inside of you know. Please take me in”

“I`ll take all of you”

“I feel the warmth of your walls wrapping me up”

“I hold you close, Arthur”

“You feel like home, darling. ”

You imagined his facial expression while he was  home alone, lying on his couch, thinking about thrusting himself inside of you, the blissful smirk on the corner of his lips. His eyelids fluttering from excitement. His own, gentle hand moving up and down on himself.

“I feel you, Arthur. I feel you breathing right into my face, the weight of your body pushing against my hips. Fuck me harder,fill my insides please. ”

Arthurs moaning voice  found its way into your ear, turning you on until you thought you coudlnt take it anymore. Images of him appearing in your mind.

His upper lip scar.

His shoulder bone.

The color of his piercing eyes.

A single strain of curls falling upon his forehead.

Eyelashes.

His v-line.

Tummy. Oh his tummy.

“I´m close Arthur! ”

“Come for me, honey. ”

You felt your toes tensing up, your whole body yearning for Artie to be truly here with you. On your bed. Skin on skin. On the inside. And just as you imagined what he was doing right now on his old couch,while lying on the dark green blanket you used to share last weekend,  his own hand between his legs, the lust overwhelmed you until it left you compleately relaxed and breathless. Your love for him was a marvelous.

“Arthur! Are you there?”

“I am! I am here baby. I always will be.”

“I`ll bury you inside of me, Arthur. Spill it. Spill out all your love. I want to feel it.”

Arthur let go and came on the couch. He grabbed one of the big pillows and hugged it tightly, imagining it was your body.

He rolled on his back and lit himself a cigatette. You could hear him puffing the smoke out.

“Y/N?”

“Yes Arthur?”

“You are a miracle to me. Thank you for loving me the way that you do”

“My love for you will never end, Arthur. ”

“Will you stay in the line? I would love to put my phone beneath my pillow while I fall asleep. To feel less alone.”

“Oh of course,what a nice idea.”

Arthur smiled. You coudln`t see it but you knew.

You knew him so well.

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Original pic was an screenshot by herosaredumb

And from that moment on I became a coulrophiliac

Honk honk 🤡🤡🤡

Thoughts on Arthur being praised

Arthur feels some kind of satisfaction when he gets praise and attention during the riots. But this wasn`t the kind of attention he wanted in the first place at all. He never cared about the riots, he never belived in anything that has to do with the whole movement. All he wanted was attention and love from his family, from a loved one, a partner, his work mates, people around him,…. To him it was all about comfort and love. The search for true happiness.

Arthur would love to be worshipped. But in a romantic kinda way. He is a romantic through and through. His dream of being worshipped is all about being truly seen by his loved one. Being seen as he truly is. What he could have been if people would have loved him. He would be very open about his feelings and be a sucker for late night conversations about everything that is going on in his mind, because he loves to be listened to.

Physically he would enjoy body worshipping. Every single body part getting attention from the person who loves him. And he would be the most romantic lover in return.

Thats the kinda attention he was looking for all his life.

Not some strangers praising him during a riot that means nothing to him.

But it`s all he got so he took it and gave in to the madness.

But it`s not what he wanted at all.

The people who praise him at the end don`t know him. They don`t know his heart or anything that was going on in his life. To them he is just a symbol of something he didn`t even wanted to start in the first place.

That`s why the moment of the blood smile is so bittersweet.

I just wish it would have been different….

I would love to listen to him all night.

To give him all te attention in the world.

It would make me so extremly happy just to worship him for the light he carries in his heart.

Love

Just love

 I used to think that my life was a tragedy. But now I realize, it’s a comedy.

Want and Need

Pairing: Phoenix!Joker x Reader

NSFW Warnings: Thigh riding

Word Count: 773 (drabble)

Short drabble I thought of thanks to @ajokeformur-ray​ this took me like 20 minutes sorry if it sucks lmaooo

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🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵tmi but I clenched reading this omgggg ~ this was so erotic and so beautifully written; all this in 20 minutes???? You’re a goddess at writing istg ~ 💚

Okay so I already reblogged this but I wanted to appreciate it again while I have the energy to do so kskssk this is a piece of art.

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Me after c*ming to Joker.

(I haven't done an edit in more than five years, sorry for the quality but I had to do this quickly)

Commission for a friend on instagram!! Joker and Harley + Chucky and Tiffany is the crossover I’ve always needed 😫❤️

By Karen Zack (@teenybiscuit)

I love this meme so much. It’s just missing my favorite 

Humanity has peaked